Reborn Lin Family Funing

Mrs. Lin touched Lin Funing's head, and said softly, "Ning'er, when you arrive at the Wuming Temple, you will learn from the great monk. You don't need to pay attention to other things, understand?" After a pause, Mrs. Lin said softly again, " Ning'er, Mother only wishes you to be well, nothing else is important..."

Lin Funing looked at Mrs. Lin, feeling warm in his heart, no matter master or grandpa, father and mother are protecting him in their own way...

Lin Funing grinned, frowned, patted his chest, and said pretending to be proud, "Mother, don't worry, Ning'er will study hard with Master! I will be a great monk in the future!"

great? ?Mrs. Lin looked at Lin Funing puzzled, great?What word is this?What's the meaning?

Mrs. Lin looked at Lin Funing's bright and silly smile, and she couldn't help but smile, thinking that Ning'er is a ghost, and the word "great" must have been thought up by Ning'er herself, so she didn't ask much, and continued to break it down. Tell me what you need to pay attention to when living in the temple.

And Lin Funing also listened seriously. For him, the love and affection of his mother in this life is the warmth he wanted most as an orphan in his previous life. How could he not be serious?

When Mrs. Lin finally finished speaking, the night was getting dark, and Mrs. Lin urged Lin Funing to go in and have a good rest, so that she could go into the mountain with the great monk tomorrow morning.

After that, Mrs. Lin left the small attic in Spring Garden.

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The next day, Lin Funing got into the carriage and followed the great monk Wuchen to the Wuming Temple.

And Mrs. Lin stood at the gate of the Spring Garden, and Lin Deyu watched the carriage go away. There was finally a crack in her gentle and gentle expression, and her eyes finally turned red. Lin Deyu had been looking at his wife. With a sigh, he embraced Mrs. Lin. Fortunately, they were the only couple at the gate of the Spring Garden at this time, and they were not afraid of being seen doing such intimate gestures.

"Wenniang, don't cry, it's only a few days. If you don't worry, send Madam Hua and the others away today, how about I accompany you to see Ning'er?" Lin Deyu comforted her in a low voice.

"I know... It's just, mother, who doesn't love their own children? My Ning'er is so smart and kind. Yesterday's spring appreciation party, such a big scene, Ning'er was able to handle it properly without showing up. ...but today I have to go up the mountain to avoid the wind..."

Lin Deyu was a little helpless, didn't he make it very clear last night?

"Wen Niang, didn't you say last night that you wanted Ning'er to be safe and happy? You said it yourself, Ning'er's temperament is relatively indifferent, and he is not interested in things outside of him..."

"I know! But I just feel bad!" Mrs. Lin lost her temper rarely, she stared at Lin Deyu, and said angrily, "It's all your fault! It's all your fault!..."

"Okay, okay...it's all my husband's fault, Wen Niang, if you're still angry, why don't I let you take a bite for my husband? Don't be so angry..."

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Lin gave Lin Deyu an annoyed look, turned around and walked into the Spring Garden angrily.

Lin Deyu watched Mrs. Lin enter the spring garden, and heaved a sigh of relief. Hey, Wen Niang is finally not sad... Lin Deyu turned his head and looked at the direction where Lin Funing's carriage disappeared, and there was a trace of distress in his eyes. Wouldn't it be okay to be a father?It's just... as the Great Monk Wuchen said, leisurely living in the mountains might be the most suitable for Ning'er... And as long as Ning'er is safe and happy, why bother with the rest?

——It's just...Lin Deyu has not thought that there are too many unexpected things in this world.

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When Lin Funing came out, the sky was still hazy, but when Lin Funing's carriage arrived at the Wuming Temple, the sky was completely bright.

"Ning'er, go and make a medicinal bath for Mingyuan first." The great monk Wuchen patted Lin Funing on the shoulder, said with a smile, and pointed to Banxia Qingguo and others who were busy moving things, "Today the temple It must be a mess here, so you go to Mingyuan's place, first to give Mingyuan a medicinal bath, and second, to ask your elder brother for advice on rituals."

Lin Funing let out an ooh at first, then opened his eyes wide, "Li?" What?Isn't that the knowledge of the Six Arts? !

Great Monk Wuchen looked at Lin Funing's astonished and puzzled face, just smiled, and entered the Wuming Temple with his hands behind his back.

Lin Funing scratched his head, looked at the back of the great monk Wuchen, and muttered in his heart, the master is pretending to be profound again!What can't be said well!Really, every time is unpredictable...

Although Lin Funing was muttering in his heart, he still picked up the bamboo basket and walked towards An Migu.

At this time, in Anmi Valley, Qi Mingyuan was listening to Wei Cheng explaining the national policy in the study. Wei Cheng's lectures were very rigid, but Wei Cheng's solid foundation and the knowledge of arithmetic inherited from the great monk Wuchen were quite audible. Go in, and for Qi Mingyuan, who has been a man for two generations, listening to Wei Cheng's lectures can be regarded as revisiting the past.

——But... Will the little uncle come today?

"Ming Yuan, you're not hardworking enough!" Wei Cheng frowned and said sternly, "You must know that learning is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat!"

Qi Mingyuan got up, cupped his hands and said apologetically, "The teacher taught me the lesson."

Wei Cheng's expression softened, and he asked, "Why were you distracted just now? What were you thinking?"

Qi Mingyuan lowered his eyes, he was just thinking about his little uncle... But naturally, he couldn't say it clearly, so he said in a low voice, "Teacher, I was thinking about the six arts competition yesterday, the two young masters of the Lin family are really powerful, if they three I will definitely win the first place in the Kyoto University Examination in the next year."

Wei Cheng nodded slightly, "The grand master of the Lin family, Lin Wenzhong, and the master of the Lin family, Lin Deyu, are both great Confucians. It is only natural that the two young masters of the Lin family have achieved today, but no matter how powerful they are, they will not take the capital exam."

Qi Mingyuan was surprised, "Why?" Why didn't Guangzong honor his ancestors?

"Because of the ancestral precepts of the Lin family." Wei Cheng said flatly, then frowned solemnly, "Okay, Mingyuan, we'll talk about this later, now, you memorize this paragraph carefully."

As soon as Wei Cheng finished speaking, at the door of the study, Qing Mo knelt respectfully and said in a low voice, "Master, Mr. Lin is here to visit."

As soon as he heard that it was the young master of the Lin family, Qi Mingyuan's pitch-black eyes lightened up slightly, but it disappeared quickly!Except for Li Yi who had been waiting respectfully in the corner of the study, no one could find out.

And Li Yi, who discovered this, silently wrote it down in his heart - serving the young master of the Lin family must be like serving his own master!

When Wei Cheng heard that Lin Funing was coming, he asked Qi Mingyuan to stop temporarily, and the two walked out together.

At this time, they haven't realized that, in the past, when did they go out to greet Huawazi in person?

——And some things are like this, unconsciously, the track of history has begun to deviate.

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Soaking in the medicated bath, Qi Mingyuan frowned, is it because he didn't take the medicated bath yesterday?Why is today's medicated bath more uncomfortable than in the past?

"Does it hurt?" Lin Funing asked loudly outside the bathroom.

"It's okay." Qi Mingyuan frowned slightly, and replied calmly.

Lin Funing in the bathroom pouted, how could it be "not bad"?When the master taught him the medicated bath at the beginning, he said that if he stopped every seven days, and if he stopped to soak it again, he would definitely have a piercing pain. The master even asked him to prepare a medicinal soup that could temporarily intoxicate him. Fortunately, it is used when the little nephew can't stand it.But now it seems that the endurance of my little nephew is really... very human.

——Is this the inherent endurance, or...was "beaten" out?

"Yesterday's Six Arts, how many are you? My elder brother won No.1!" Lin Funing said here, with a somewhat smug tone.

Hearing Lin Funing's complacency, Qi Mingyuan couldn't help smiling, the smile was light and gentle, but there was no smile in his eyes. If he didn't want to attract attention, the person who should have won the first place yesterday should be him Qi Mingyuan!And if he won the first place, would the little uncle be proud of him?

Thinking of this, Qi Mingyuan's eyes darkened.

But outside, Lin Funing's voice was still rambling, "Hey, how many names did you win, little nephew? Tell me quickly! And no matter how many places you get...Little nephew, you owe me a lot of money." Meal..."

Qi Mingyuan came back to his senses, huh?Owe my little uncle for a meal?Qi Mingyuan's eyes flickered, when did he owe his little uncle a meal?

After taking the medicinal bath, Qi Mingyuan put on his coat and walked out of the bath room under the service of Li Yi and Yun Mo, and saw Lin Funing sitting on the steps in front of the bath room, wearing a blue furu suit, shaking his feet, looking very happy Qi Mingyuan couldn't help but smile softly at the corner of his mouth.

"What does little uncle want to eat?" Qi Mingyuan asked with a smile, since little uncle wanted him to treat him, then he invited him.At most...just add more when collecting interest in the future, Qi Mingyuan thought happily.

Lin Funing tilted his head to look at Qi Mingyuan who was already sitting beside him, blinked, and grinned brightly, "Little nephew, uncle, I haven't eaten vegetarian noodles for a long time, please make a bowl of vegetarian noodles to honor my uncle and me." .”

Qi Mingyuan smiled lightly and nodded, plain face?That's not difficult.Qi Mingyuan was about to turn around and ask Li Yi to go down to make plain noodles, when Lin Funing said slowly, "Little nephew... What I just said is, you make a bowl of plain noodles to honor your uncle..."

Qi Mingyuan was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at Lin Funing, Lin Funing propped his chin with his hands, his eyes were innocent and looking forward to them, they were so bright that he lost his mind for a moment.

Li Yi listened and was startled, let the dignified fourth prince cook the noodles? !

When Qing Mo and Yun Mo heard this, they were also startled, this young master of the Lin family really dared to speak!

And what surprised them even more was——

"Okay." Qi Mingyuan stood up with a smile, his tone was very gentle, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was even a little gentle, "It's just... little uncle, Mingyuan's skills are not good, and it may not suit my taste..."

"Ah? This... As long as it's not as bad as pig food, I will definitely eat it up!" Lin Funing squinted and smiled brightly.

Qi Mingyuan smiled slightly.

Li Yi, Qing Mo, and Yun Mo who were not far away had already stiffened!

- isn't it?The fourth prince really wants to cook himself? !

So, in the kitchen on the side of the thatched cottage, Qi Mingyuan kneaded and kneaded the noodles in a very unfamiliar and clumsy way. Under Li Yi's stammering and trembling instructions, he finally cut out the noodles...

In the corner of the kitchen, Qing Mo and Yun Mo looked at Qi Mingyuan secretly for a while with stiff faces, and for a while they looked at Lin Funing in a complicated way. Lin Funing was sitting on a bamboo chair specially brought to the kitchen, drinking tea slowly and watching with a smile on his face. Qi Mingyuan made the noodles, ah, the little nephew accidentally got flour on his face again... Yo ha ha... The little nephew really worked hard...

When Qi Mingyuan brought out a bowl of plain noodles with a few pink and green green onions floating in it, Lin Funing took the chopsticks that Li Yi respectfully handed over with a look of emotion, and said to Qi Mingyuan with a serious face, "Little nephew Ah, look, it’s not easy to do anything, isn’t it? It’s easy for you to watch other people cook, but it’s actually not easy! So... blah blah blah..."

When Lin Funing was still planning to continue his spitting continuous education, Qi Mingyuan had no choice but to interrupt, "Uncle, this soup is going to be cold..."

Lin Funing let out a groan, and looked down at the plain noodles, which looked pretty good. Indeed...it doesn't taste good when it's cold.So under Qi Mingyuan's gentle and smiling eyes, he was not polite—carefully picked up a noodle with chopsticks, and under the twitching expressions of Li Yiqingmo and others, took a small bite and chewed, um ...it tastes like noodles...

"Little uncle, how are you?" Qi Mingyuan asked softly.

While picking up the noodles, Lin Funing replied vaguely, "It's okay! It's the taste of noodles!"

When Qi Mingyuan heard this, he couldn't laugh or cry, what is the taste of noodles, this is noodles!

Li Yi and the others at the side frowned again and looked at Lin Funing who seemed to be having a great time eating the noodles. The Fourth Prince cooks the noodles for you, how dare you be picky? !

Qi Mingyuan looked at Lin Funing with crooked eyes eating the noodles he made by himself. For some reason, he felt full in his heart. This feeling was very strange. When he was enthroned, his heart was never so full... But now it's full of...

——It seems that the little uncle has a wonderful magic power, he can elicit many strange feelings from him?

Originally, he was willing to cook, but he was thinking about the day when the little uncle knew his identity, and when he recalled the day when he cooked noodles for him, what kind of expression would the little uncle have?And how much interest can you get?

But now... He found that it seems that the interest has already been obtained now?

This kind of eating is not elegant, but it is very cute, especially the big eyes are full of happiness and satisfaction... It is still the plain noodles made by myself, the joy of my heart And the feeling of fullness can no longer be suppressed.

——Qi Mingyuan didn't know, Li Yi was shocked by the kind of gentle brows and eyes that he looked at Lin Funing now, even showing a bit of pampering expression!

Qingmo Yunmo was still young, so he didn't notice it at all, and only he, an experienced adult who had worked in the palace where the intrigues had to be observed and watched, could have noticed it—the way the master looked at the young master of the Lin family Something is wrong!

Li Yi didn't dare to think deeply, just glanced at Lin Funing and quickly lowered his head. His master didn't understand at all, and he didn't realize it at all, and Mr. Lin was only an eight-year-old child, so... just Let him keep silent.

Lin Funing finally sucked the last noodle into his stomach, touched his stomach, Lin Funing grinned with satisfaction, and pushed away the bowl in front of him.

Qi Mingyuan looked at Lin Funing's satisfied smile, and couldn't help but smile, "Are you satisfied, little uncle?"

"Well, it's okay!" Lin Funing pretended to nod deeply, and then said seriously, "Little nephew, although your bowl of noodles is good...but don't be proud, pride makes people lag behind! Understand No? Ah? I don’t understand, forget it if you don’t understand, anyway, remember to continue to respect the old and love the young! From now on, hone this... this cooking skill...cough cough...Of course! The six arts are the most important !..."